metal cell, glassy eyes, broken hearts.
messy minds, wired hearts, fiery veins.
close the door, but don't forget to lock it.
slit my throat, and baby, don't forget to kiss it.
when you whisper your name in my ear,
just know my thoughts are a mess.
and know that the color blue will bloom,
both inside and out of my chest.
for sadness is all i can feel,
and all i will ever know.
i don't think you understand being trapped inside your mind,
and how freedom is nothing but an illusion.
spread my wings and fly?
you can't teach a bird with broken wings to fly.
- nothing but an illusion
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growing wings | Completed
Poetry❝my freedom was at the cost of my sanity❞ how far would you go to earn your freedom, if it meant stripping away your happiness and losing your mind. freedom does not mean liberat...
